Poetry, but not as we know it!

 

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I’d love to write some poems,

poems of my own.

Ones which people love to read,

so I’d become well known.

 

I sit with pen and pad in hand,

the words just fail to flow.

I scratch my head and bite my nails,

a poem just won’t grow.

 

The other day a line appeared

inside my fuzzy head.

But could I find some words to rhyme?

I wrote some prose instead.

zzzzzzzzzzz

If they can do it why can’t I?

It’s not for want of trying.

My friends can do it, it’s not fair.

Sometimes I feel like crying.

 

I really need to practice,

invest a bit of time.

And try my very very best

to find some words wot rhyme.

 

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That didn’t help, at least I tried

I don’t know what to do.

But wait a minute, something stirred,

A feeling that’s quite new!

 

Here goes

 

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Oh poo!

 

I guess I’ll never make the grade

I’ll never be a bard.

Poetry is not my thing,

it’s far too bloody hard!

 

 

  • nothing rhymes with silver…or month or orange or purple or pint or wolf……..

 

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13 thoughts on “Poetry, but not as we know it!

  1. Christine Goodnough Sep 30, 2019 / 19:51

    Um, yes, you’re probably right. You should be happy, though — after all, not everybody gets to be right. 😉

    And by the way, slupr’ll
    nicely rhyme with purple

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  2. pensitivity101 Sep 30, 2019 / 22:19

    Funny Keith.
    A few ideas: You can get close to purple with Turtle, white with pint, deliver for silver at a push, grunt with month, arrange could go with orange: depends on your context I suppose (and I cheat a lot LOL)

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